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I would throw money at a poster/tee/decal with “My Neighbor” in place of “Metallica”. 🤌🏼 Just sayin’.

Eh, put 'em all in the same human costume, let them fight it out.

And, she’s not the only one, or even the worst, by far. 🤢

Yay, overworked and underpaid newbies in the US “healthcare” system? What could wrong for everyone? 🥲

It’d be cooler if he didn’t.

At the very least, they maybe could explain this in a way that OP might grasp more comfortably? Dunno. Worth looking into, I feel.

I guess he realized it was better than being targeted by someone(s) else 💁🏽‍♂️

If my toilet moves, even a little, I change toilets.

And possibly pants.

You might find a better edification with your local kink community, though I’m just another random anon, so 🤷🏽‍♂️

If it’s tiled, though, it’s at least duo-chromatic, right? I’m no expert on the spec for black water closets, but I’m pretty sure there some sort of vetting sequence. Maybe. Is there a commode doc around here?

It doesn’t help that he moisturizes with only the purest Drumpf brand santorum.

We should have it bronzed. You know, for posterity.

Hey now, fellow old person, no need to put me on blast there. 😝

Still, the real trick is getting it accomplished before security wonders why someone is taking a long minute w/ those bananas. 🤌🏼

Extra fun and super sneaky: a simple needle & thread, when threaded from one of the peel’s ribs/crests to the opposite(ish) one, and onto the next lower (~½" apart), working from one end to the other… will result in a sliced banana inside the peel w/o any sign of how except for tiny dots where the needle pierced the skin (and, they get lost in the browning blemishes pretty quickly)… 😜🤘🏼

Hey, he was ahead of his prehistoric kin in many ways, and no one who knew him called him “Al”. It’s just simply “Bert”. ☝🏼

MFW I realize I’m all thumbs!

She doesn’t offer the trench run unless you’ve ringed at least one AT-AT first.

Oh, you can lead them to said magical snack slacks, you just can’t make them any. 😁

Preach. I can’t recall another article of clothing I’ve left the house in that’s ever inspired complete strangers to, unsolicited, suddenly inquire/comment on the “nice breeze today”. Are grey sweatpants some sort of secret code between meteorologists?

Clean and decently cared for, yes. Much less than “damn, are those new?” and those charming, sexy, even coquettish grey sweatpants <superman pose> are instead the malformed mustard & mucous magnet of gray stumpclothes. You’ve better odds picking wild mushrooms. 😅